Another Challenger?

After the tiny Asian drops unconscious at your feet in a twitching, drooling heap, the red carpet falls into a stunned but appreciative silence for a moment. Then Annette Swarch rises gracefully from her knees.

The veteran German blonde is still an absolute stunner even covered in cum. Tall and athletic at around 5’9”, she moves with the confident, predatory grace of someone who has been in the industry for well over a decade and knows exactly what she looks like. Her long, straight platinum-blonde hair cascades down her back, slightly messy now but still glamorous. Sharp, elegant facial features with high cheekbones, full lips currently glistening with cum, and striking blue eyes that lock onto yours with playful hunger. Her body is lean and toned from years of intense shoots — perky, tastefully enhanced C/D-cup tits still mostly contained in her elegant black dress (though one strap has fallen off her shoulder), a flat stomach, long toned legs, and a firm, round ass that sways as she saunters over to you.

She stops right beside you, close enough that her hip brushes against yours. A coy, knowing smile curls her lips as she tilts her head slightly, looking up at you through cum-spattered lashes.

“Mmm… David, right?” she purrs in a rich, sultry German accent that makes every word sound like pure sex. “I haff not seen anyone treat zese pretty little pornstarlets so… brutally. So carelessly. Like zheir throats are just cheap toys for you to break.”

She lets out a soft, throaty chuckle, one manicured finger tracing a line of cum down her own cheek before she licks it off slowly.

“It is… very impressive. For women who pride zhemselves on zheir sexual prowess, seeing so many of zem wrecked so easily — faces ruined, eyes rolling back, bodies dropping like broken dolls… it has turned me on more zan I haff been in a long time.”

Annette steps even closer, pressing her body lightly against your side. Her voice drops lower, more intimate, that sexy German accent wrapping around every syllable like velvet.

“I am Annette Schwarz… or Annette Swarch, as zhey like to spell it here. And I am thinking… perhaps you vould like to continue zhis private? In my trailer. Just you and me.” She smiles coyly, biting her lower lip. “You can be as rough and careless viz my throat as you vant. I vill not pass out like zhese little girls. I vant to feel you destroy it… vhile I play viz myself. No cameras. No competition. Just you using me until you are satisfied.”

She leans in, her breath warm against your ear, voice dropping to a husky whisper.

“Vhat do you say, champion? Let me show you how a real veteran handles a monster like you…”

Annette stays pressed close against your side, her athletic body warm and inviting. You don’t overthink it — you simply reach up with one hand and casually grope one of her perky tits right through the elegant black dress, squeezing the soft, enhanced flesh possessively. She lets out a pleased little hum, arching slightly into your touch.

You stand there for a moment, still a bit hazy and dim-witted from the long competition, just enjoying the feeling of her tit in your hand while you try to decide what to do next.

Annette waits patiently for a few seconds, then a hint of impatience flashes across her pretty face. She leans in closer, her cum-smeared lips brushing against your ear as she whispers in that sultry German accent:

“Mmm… you are taking your time, David. If my offer is not enough to convince you right avay…” She pauses, letting her breath tease your skin. “Perhaps ve can turn it into a little game, ja? You fuck my throat as hard as you can. You cum as many times as you vant — no pulling out. Just keep using me. And vhile you are mercilessly wrecking my throat… I vill finger myself and try to cum as many times as I can.”

She pulls back just enough to look you in the eyes, a wicked, confident smile on her lips.

“Whoever has more orgasms before ve both tire out… is ze winner. Does zat sound like fun to you, champion?”

Annette stays pressed against you, letting you continue to grope and squeeze her tit while she waits for your answer. Her blue eyes sparkle with challenge and arousal, clearly excited by the prospect of being used just as brutally as the girls you had knocked out moments earlier.